Chapter 1008


    Chapter 1008 I’ll Feed You


    Amelia was surprised that James would go to such great lengths for 2 billion. She trembled as she got


    up and walked towards him, asking, “Are you crazy?”


    James held onto her waist and after she sat down beside him and asked the waiter to bring her some


    dessert. “Let’s go home early after winning 2 million.”


    “Hmm… So, he made such a big bet because he wanted to go home early? Can he get the dirty stuff


    out of his head?” thought Amelia.


    A man like James who was enjoying his honeymoon only had his wife on his mind, and therefore


    cannot amodate anything else in his brain.


    James took the dessert from the waiter’s hand and scooped a


    small spoonful himself, feeding Amelia. “Have some dessert.”


    Fortunately, the VIP room wasrge and the gambling tables were also big. They were far away from


    the others, and nobody could hear James. Otherwise, she would be extremely


    embarrassed!


    The dealer has finished dealing the cards and the game is


    about to begin. Amelia reaches out to take the bird’s nest from his hand, but he refuses to give it to her.


    “I’ll feed you.”


    “Focus on your cards.”


    James was taking such a big gamble, yet he was still in the


    mood to feed her dessert, not afraid of losing his money to the


    yers present.


    James didn’t care at all about this small amount. He just nced at the numbers on the card and


    continued to feed


    her.


    After feeling her a few spoonfuls of dessert and some sliced fruits, he asked the waiter to prepare a


    low-alcohol cocktail.


    The other four people were nervously calcting the banker’s


    cards, while the banker was showing off and teasing them, making them so angry that their faces


    twisted.


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    “Who invited Mr. James toe here for fun?”


    “It must be Jonah. He has always enjoyed ying with Mr.


    James since he was young.”


    “Bullshit! The person who likes to y with him is clearly


    Friedman…”


    “Fuck, I don’t just like ying with him. I love him!”


    Friedman, who had the same cards as James in the previous round, mmed down an Ace, Jack, and


    2 onto the table.


    “Just wait and see! I love him so much that I would have him give me all his industry in Vegas!”


    Friedman rubbed his hands together eagerly, staring at the fourth card handed to him by the dealer.


    “8, 8, 8, 8! It must be 8!” prayed Friedman.


    The dealer ces the card down and flips it over.


    “Damn! What a day! Why is it 2 again?”